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Adaptability, a must have skill!

I always use adaptability in all that I do, as adaptability is the one thing that keeps me from going completely insane and taking everyone around with me!  It’s one of my core skills.  You see I find my life (maybe yours is the same too) is dotted with batches of unpredictable events.  Some hilarious, some very sad, some remarkably joyful and others I just use the letters WTF!  More often than not I can seem very puzzling to the onlooker, especially when events go from one extreme to the other in a very short time and I cope by assuming a stoic look. 

Take for instance just a few (not all) of the things that has happened this week:

Injera imageA few days back, I did a Skill Share presenting ancient grains, seeds and some premade batter for injera (it takes 3 days to ferment).  I did make a few plans to help others make sweet potato roti  (I always call doti) breads and lahoh, from scratch.  However, on arrival to the kitchens, I found there were no frying pans!  I had mentioned adaptability earlier about the flour choice, so it also came into play for the utensils.  I’d brought oil with me, so we used the heavy duty roasting pans (which took an age to wash up after).  So there was no panic see,  and it ended up being an enjoyable evening making things to have a taste of, with some happily taking some mishmash roti breads and some lahoh dough to try cooking when they got home.

Adaptability from planned to modify

CasperWarning:  This part goes a different way!  With no prep the next day, myself and my lovely daughter had to adapt to the horrors and the honour to be with our beloved old pony whispering to him as a kind professional young vet came and compassionately put him under anaesthetic and then when he was under, an overdose to put him down.  Our beloved was unpredictably suffering and now thankfully he can never suffer ever again.

Then of course the next day after that comes.  Our beloved’s beautiful body has to be discarded and I was told by my vet that I wouldn’t have to stay.  Yet when the “One who has lost some connections with sentient beings” (probably due to his bloody shitty job) came, he made it out that it wasn’t the case.  I had to adapt to get the job done and offer to help pull our beloved’s body out of the stable myself with my son.  The man flipped the body over like it was nothing and like it was what he does all the time, got the body out of the stable within seconds on his own.  Therefore I started to assume things and decided NOT to pursue this line of thought, but I’m still working on that! Then of course, as I drove home the car suddenly sounded like a tractor/motorbike and the exhaust had detached itself from the manifold.  So I parked up, got a lift home and on the way popped in a pub I don’t normally frequent and had a one song, dance off with some sweet person who likes Steps (yes I was completely sober and yes I will dance at the drop of a hat to most things).  One extreme to t’other!

The weekend came and went.  I drove the car to the mechanic sounding like a tractor/motorbike; someone came and dug up a 6foot tree they wanted, but this time I didn’t offer to help; I ate a lovely vegan roast… 

It’s Monday and apart from my pushbike, I’ve now to work out transport to get to my car, where I placed her in the hands of a friend who is a mechanic.  I will adapt.

Adaptability

This is NOT an exclusive list of shit things happened /happening, but because somethings are NOT truly my business, I obviously won’t share them. 

Social media

Just a very few words:  Give up social media if you know what’s good for you, for others and for the planet.  How about a few little hashtags too:

farceblock

You know it makes sense not to be on that all day.

Not religious me

ReligionOther peoples religious thoughts are nothing new, they all come and go, stop then flow…

They might carry on, I might carry on or not, who knows?  The way we use and abuse the planet and all who sail on her, maybe none of us will carry on into the future…

I’ve said it before though and I swear by it:    How it’s so much easier to be tolerant of religious people, if they are kind to other sentient beings.

Genesis 1.29

Personally I am not religious, apart from my intention to religiously brush my teeth more than once a day.

 

One so far

Red oneI have planted many garden tomatoes called Outdoor Girl into bales, pots, straight into the ground.  Yet the very first red tomato so far, is from an up~side~down patio tomato growing in the lean~to.  In Japan it is lovely custom and gesture, to give the first of the fruits or veg to someone important in your life (usually a boss).  I’m leaving it for hubby to pick and enjoy, this will give me the giving joy.  Love

Sorry to anyone reading this who is colour blind, as the image is mostly green with one being red.

 

Lots of sunshine kisses!!

So it all started as cuttings from a yellow raspberry growing in the garden, then more from them, then some more and now I’m picking so many yellow raspberries! You see, the birds think they are not ripe and leave them for me (cannot be said for the strawberries though).

Anyways, I’ve made some “Golden Sunshine Kisses in a Jar”.  The simple recipe:  I boiled them, let the juice cool a little and then drip through a kilner cloth, added sugar and Pure marg, boiled it all up again and bottled it.  The consistency is a sort of gelatinous syrup, with a margarine top to help it to keep better.

kissesWhy call it “Golden Sunshine Kisses in a Jar”?  Well because so many times my hubby asks “What is it dear?” at meal times and I mentioned this to a friend who suggested I create some really interesting names for my creations.  So there we have it:

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Quinoa

I have been bringing on quinoa seed in pots in my bedroom window.  Many write that I needed to plant the seeds straight out into the ground, but we have slugs and snails here a plenty and fully grown up men sons… (puppy dog tale).

Apparently the flowers will look lovely and I intend to plant them in a group, not a row.  I’m already thinking of the harvest of the little gems, the seed, which is a source of a complete protein, unlike a lot of other veggie foods I eat.

Anyways, I have to be patient (something I am good at) and wait till the leaves fall, when my thumb nail sees it’s harder to indent the seed and perhaps the birds are getting interested.  These are the things I get excited about, looking at the potential of handsome green healthy plants with a promise growing in my window, with the gentle thoughts of

we will see, this way or that, we will indeed see…

 

Outside memory stick

Let’s face it, I use this blog not so much to share with the world and all who sail on her as you would think, but there’s a little bit more of this being used as an outside memory stick.  To put things down (was just about to type “on paper”) so to speak.  You see, not only might I bump my noggin one day in the garden weeding or when prancing about belly dancing in the lounge laughing, but maybe being my outspoken self {{{giggles}}} when some (we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) might take it on themselves to bash me on the noggin believing their stressful thoughts about me or because of their own unmet needs as they might feel obliged to be a violent (and again we won’t use expletives so early in the morning) and to be honest I bloody well pity the buggers.  

So maybe this blog is a bit like for future reference, saving my ideas… oh geez, I was so close to using that four letter swear word @?!#!~ BANK ~@?!#!  

Oh wait:  “Why share?”  Well let’s face it not many are reading this, but still:  The World needs random kindness words, vegan recipes, peaceful thoughts shared etc and the like… regardless!  For the most part this is semi anonymous and is semi log book, semi how~to that you can pick up or put down at leisure.  Will anyone read it?  I just did (as I wrote it).  It was okay, I liked what I typed and who I am to judge thoughts that are like flying insects that land where they will.  I do however work at being kind, not only to others, but also to myself and I recommend that to anyone as a good life to practice, practice, practice that kindness and compassion.  We can all get angry, upset seeing the unkind and the uncompassionate, but we might be them if we don’t question our thoughts.

Basically, don’t just “Get a life” but “Get into being a kind life and live out that adventure, practising kindness to the very end!”

a kind life.

 

The French translation bit:

Une = A

Vie = Life

Compatissante = Compassionate